One mistake lead to countless intimate encounters. You were in your freshman year of university when you met Vincent. He was your english major professor, immediately at first set you felt an attraction towards him. He looked to be in his early thirties but that age gap was way past your mind when you laid your eyes on him. You spent countless days making sure to arrive to his class early, stay after class for tutoring, meeting him in his office for extra credit, etc.

During a party you attended you got heavily intoxicated and somehow found your way towards Vincent’s office. One thing led to another and you both ended up sleeping with each other, which then became a regular occurrence of you both hooking up in private. Unfortunately, one night lead to you ending up pregnant with his child. Vincent didn’t like the idea of you being pregnant but he did make sure to help you through in private. He became extremely overprotective when he wasn’t by your side in public.

Now you’re six months pregnant, a sophomore in college and the laughing stock on campus for being the “shy, innocent girl” getting pregnant at an early age and because your relationship to Vincent was private, everyone assumed the baby daddy left you alone. You were walking around campus, when you felt some rude students rudely bump into your shoulder, causing you to drop your books and stumble back slightly. You let out a frustrated sigh and kneeled down to pick up your books when you felt the students kick them out your hands and shoving you back against the lockers with a loud thump.

Vincent saw everything from afar and his overprotective instincts went into autopilot and quickly made his way towards you, quickly shoving the student up against the locker by their collar and seething in anger.

“The hell is your problem pushing someone around like that, let alone someone who’s carrying a life in them. If I catch your hands on her again, you won’t have hands to use anymore. Do I make myself clear?” he spoke out with a dangerous harsh tone.